Another Jacket

The sun is way up in the sky today, but of course it does that everyday rather I see it or not. When I opened my windows this morning there was a bit of a chill in the air in the pre-dawn sky. It reminded me of sitting out on my rocking chair outside at the old place. A thought that brought a familiar smile to my face. Anyway, I finished working on a poem I wrote in the middle of the night. Kinda glad I didn’t let it slip away with my dreams, turns out I thought it was pretty good.

Life often hands us a difficult situation, not so much to test us, but that’s often the excuse we use. Instead of just seeing that life is handing us the effect to our cause. Much like feeling we are being rushed into a situation. When in fact, if we hadn’t procrastinated in the first place, we wouldn’t have to rush. So I sit here getting upset when a pile of clouds start to cover my sunshine. When I know good and damn well that’s how low pressure often works.  

We justify our actions by laying blame, usually at the feet of someone else other than ourselves. It makes for easy race baiting and strawman arguments. To exaggerate a point someone else is trying to make is a tactic as old as politics itself. Making everyone frustrated and downright angry, while rarely allowing anything to get done. So instead of complaining about the clouds overhead, maybe I should just put on another jacket, so I won’t be as cold.